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Set the cheetahs on the loose there's a thief out on the move. There's a thief out on the move, underneath the legion's view. They have taken Cleopatra, run, run, run, come back for my glory. Bring her back to me. Run, run, run, the crown of our Pharaoh. The throne of our queen is empty. –Frank Ocean
I hate people. There's just no way around it, they are the ones who are scary instead of ghost. I rather get locked in a room where I can just be alone then be with people. They are disgusting; they try to tear you down from who you really are. That's probably why I'm so lost; I've lost all my hope in people once Johnny ended my life that night.
Scott continued banging on my door trying to get me out of my room; I've learned my lesson last time when leaving my door unlocked. Sleep and food is my best friend, I don't really care what you think about that but it's the only thing I have besides my family.
"Vanity come on we're going to be late to school if you don't hurry up!" Scott's voice fell through my door.
Sitting up from my bed I pushed my black curls from my face, "You just want to get to school so you can suck faces with Allison."
Scott was quiet for a minute until he replied, "If you get out of bed I'll take you to Star Bucks and fill you on what happened when I was with Derek."
Jumping out of the bed I opened the door to see Scott giving me a smile, "I thought that would get you up, you have about twenty minutes to get ready."
Scoffing I closed my bedroom door in his face and went into the bathroom to take me a shower. After my quick shower I pulled on a black strapless bra, my Rolex gold chain, a vintage pattern blazer over my strapless bra, my mustard colored jeans on, and my moccasins. My black curly hair was left down as I slipped in some gold hoops, my tan school bag hung low on my shoulder after I glossed my lips up.
I'm not even a girly girl but if I wanted to get dressed up then I would, but if I didn't really give a shit about my appearance then it would be shown. After getting down steps I noticed Scott was already in the car waiting. Leaning on the door I asked Scott, "Can I drive?"
I'm only fifteen years old and I have my permit, thanks to California I was old enough to try out for it. Then I could get my license or I could just get a new permit. Scott stared at me shaking his head, "You can drive home from school."
Shrugging I hopped in the passenger seat, I sing along loudly to Calvin Harris's "Feel So Close" it was one of my favorite songs. Even though I sounded terrible I was in a good mood thanks to my pills, the wind from the window blew my hair back from my face as I danced in my seat.
Once we got to school I continued eating my muffins as I listened to Scott tell me the events of what happened last night in the woods. Scott told me that he was getting attacked by a wolf so he ran after him in the woods, but Derek grabbed him back as they watched the wolf get killed.
My eyes were wide, "So what does that mean?"
Scott sighed, "It means that the hunters are out for war. Allison's grandfather is hunter too, but it's worse than Allison's father. He doesn't like to play by the rules, and that honestly scares me more than anything."
I turned to look up at my older brother I bumped his shoulder, "Hey he won't touch you. If any of them touch you there will be blood on my own hands."
Anger was rushing through my body but I closed my eyes taking three deep breaths then it slowly subsided. I didn't play when it comes to my family, they are honestly the only people I have left even though I can't really talk to them about everything but they are my blood. Kate…deserved to die, but I swear if Allison's grandfather ever put his hands on Scott then his shit would be out of luck.
Scott turned to face me grabbing my forearms as I continued to ear staring up at him, "You're my little sister and I love you, you know that right?"
Nodding I answered, "I mean look at me, who wouldn't love me?"
Stiles. The voice inside my head answered.
But nobody asked you for your opinion did they?
Shaking my head I really needed to stop having inside conversations with myself. Scott rolled his eyes at me with a smile on his face, "This isn't what I really want for you…you getting involved in this is dangerous so please try not to always get into something that you know you can't handle. I've tried my best keeping mom safe, but I'm not always going to be around so you have to keep yourself safe too."
Pinching Scott's cheeks I stated, "Oh look at Scotty being all protective over little ol` me."
Scott groaned moving my fingers from his face, "Yeah, whatever. I'm going to go catch up with Stiles, you coming?"
Shaking my head I stared down at my phone seeing a text message, "No, Allison wants for me to meet her and Lydia before class starts. You know girl problems."
Even when I said Allison's name Scott's eyes lit up, it was something real between those two and I just thought it was so cute. We said our goodbyes; I walked down the hallway to see Lydia staring at everyone else that were giving her weird looks. It was if the whole school were staring her down, they probably thought the girl was on drugs for running around the woods naked…I would have too but…I'm not a judgmental person.
Allison was watching Lydia, and I walked over staring at everyone else too.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer assholes." I said glaring everyone else.
Lydia flipped her hair poking her chest out as she walked down the hallway I came. I stared at her, "You're welcome…bitch!"
Allison laughed as she hooked her arm with mine, "Come on."
Class started not too long after that, not even thirty minutes into class I was getting kicked out of class. I walked down the hallway to sit on the bench outside of the outfit; I snuck in though side door to see Jackson leaned up against the door getting questioned by Sheriff S.
"I never really pay any attention to that Isaac kid, I just thought they were always weird." Jackson replied.
Shaking my head I mumbled an, "Asshole."
Making my way out to the bench I sat back down and saw Scott and Stiles coming down the hallway.
"Vanity? Really? What did you do this time?" Scott asked me.
Stiles smirked, "The question should be what didn't she do."
Rolling my eyes I watched as Stiles sat down next to me and Scott waited for me to answer.
"Well you know me; I received my history test back getting a seventy on it. He made a joke about me cheating, I told him to shove it up his ass…and now I'm here." I smiled brightly after telling my story.
Shieff S. walked out, Stiles tried to hide himself with a magazine, while Scott just stared at Sheriff S. I waved smiling brightly at Sheriff S.
He blew out a sigh as he continued walking down the hallway. Scott and Stiles blabbed on about Allison's grandfather or whatever but my eyes were focused on a boy at the end of the hallway. He was leaned up against one of the lockers; he had tall black hair, big lips, and a perfectly curved face. He was very attractive, I never even seen him around school before. His eyes flashed up to look at me, one of his eyes were colored a foggy gray colored while the other was a dark brown.
He stared at me a little longer then moved away disappearing around the corner; I stood up waiting to go after him. A creak of the door opened making me stay put I turned to stare at the principal but it wasn't who I thought it would be.
"Uh, who are you?" I asked pointing at him.
Stiles grabbed my forearm and I looked up at him then at Scott.
The white haired man smiled a creepy smile at me, "Well I'm the new principal. Now which one of you would like to go first?"
Stiles patted the top of my shoulders, "Well you know what they say, Ladies first right?"
He shoved me towards the new principal earning for me to glare at him in return. The principal laughed and waved me in, I sat down at the chairs leaning down to wait for him to speak. My eyes wondered all over his desk seeing that his name was…Principal Argent. So this was Allison's grandfather? Great, just fucking great.
"Vanity Giselle McCall," When he said my middle name it made me flinch a little bit, I hated my middle name. He was too busy looking at my file to even see that, "sophomore, this is your second year returning here after the gym teacher incident yeah?"
Nodding a part of me was still angered by that.
"You get average grades, but you're in honors English. It also seems that you were quite the troublemaker your freshmen year. It also says on this red slip that you used profanity in class? What did you think I should do about this Miss. McCall because I will not stand for this?"
All I heard was blah, blah, blah.
Shrugging I said, "That's all up to you, sir."
He stared at me nodding, "You're a friend of Allison's right…your brother used to date her?"
"Yup," I replied bored of this conversation already.
He smiled at me, "I'll let you off this once…but make sure you don't tell those boys."
Standing I told him thank you and left the office, I turned to the boys.
"Good luck…he's a real hard ass." I mumbled, before I could turn around Scott stopped me.
"There's another wolf on school campus, I have a pretty good idea who it is. But if you're skipping school for the rest of the day I want you to be careful Van."
Lacrosse practice started not too long after that, I was seated next to Allison and Lydia on the other side of her. The wind was blowing crazy as Allison couldn't seem to take her eyes off of Scott, Lydia was blabbing on about where I shop but I was ignoring her because she couldn't say a simple thank you for me standing up for her in the hallway this morning.
When Jackson was getting ready to go he turned to his coach, "Coach, I think I'm going to sit this one out."
My eyes turned to slits as I stared Jackson down for a minute, my attention soon turned to stare at a player who was in front of Stiles. Stiles looked back up at me in the blenchers and started pointing at the guy, he was fuming breathing deeply. Scott and the player's body collided together, Allison stood up from the bench gasping. Lydia was still sitting filing her nails watching them, "Oh, Scott's a bad boy now?"
Not too long after that I was down on the field, Allison kissed Scott telling him her mother needed her home for something. Lydia went off to talk to Jackson who completely ignored her, it all came down to us three watching the police talk to the boy.
"What's his name?" I asked still watching the boy as the police took him into custody.
He turned around to stare at Scott who just simply nodded at the kid.
"Isaac, his name is Isaac."
My finger tipped into my Nutella jar as I licked the hazelnut spread off my finger in my living room. Stiles and Scott were discussing a plan they were doing with Derek to prove this Isaac kid innocent. Now it all clicked, Sheriff S. was questioning Jackson about Isaac. Scott told me the location of Isaac's house and that's where Jackson lives.
How do I know about where Jackson lives? Lydia won't shut up about the boy. Yes, Jackson is attractive but he being a douche bag makes him less attractive.
Scott turned his head to the window as he sighed, "I have to get going. Allison is going to meet me at Isaac's house. Be careful." He said to Stiles and I.
Tonight was a full moon.
This whole day I haven't been alone with Stiles and it felt good, I didn't even have to worry about my feelings for him due to the fact of what's been going on. Stiles plopped down on the couch next to me,
"So…are you really going to go to work, or are you going to hang out on the wild side with Derek and I?"
It didn't take me long to think, Urban Outfitters wouldn't miss me that much anyways.
"Did you really have to bring the puppet along?" Derek growled staring at me in the back.
Glaring at the back of Derek's head I tried so hard not to swipe my hand around it.
"Um…excuse me? That little puppet has a name and it's Vanity. I don't know who pissed in your cereal this morning but the attitude that you have is not cutting it with me." I
Derek ignored me; Stiles took this opportunity to speak up.
"On other news…how are we going to get in?"
We were on the move; Derek went to use his charm on the police officer. Stiles held the door open as I crawled across the floor as if I was some type of ninja. Stiles continued moving down the hallway while I stayed to watch Derek "try" to be sexy.
Biting my lip I tried not to laugh as I moved down the hallway to see Stiles getting dragged. Anger burned my veins as I crackled my knuckles running after the guy holding Stiles. Once I got around the corner a punch was thrown as the side of my cheek. I fell to the floor holding my cheek, leaning on my elbow I saw the guy who was holding Stiles standing over my body.
Stiles ran hiding from Isaac who broke out of his cell. Isaac growled his eyes a golden yellow as he pronounced on the hunter. Groaning I held my face as I started crawling towards Stiles who held his hand out for me, my fingertips touched Stiles but before he could even grasp onto my hand I was being dragged across the floor. Turning I saw Isaac's claws about to dig into my skin, lifting my leg I kicked him right in his face making him angrier.
Slowly standing to my feet my back was slammed up against the wall as Isaac held me to the wall with his arm and elbow. Gasping for air my feet dangled in the air while I tried to move my nails to stick them in his eyes, Stiles was holding a mop stick and went to swing at Isaac but Isaac threw me over to the cells the bars hitting my back causing for me to scream out in pain.
"Oh god," I heard Stiles mutter as Isaac charged at him.
Derek appeared in front of Stiles, he made Isaac cringe towards the wall.
"How'd you do that?" Stiles asked Derek.
Derek turned to Stiles his eyes red like a blood crimson color, "I'm the alpha," He answered Stiles his voice deeper than his usual voice.
That's when Derek turned to me, "You might want to help her."
Stiles turned his cooper eyes to me rushing over to my curled up body, my back burned with pain. I knew there would be bruises there in the morning. Stiles helped me up from the floor, "Are alright? I mean because he really threw you as if you were some type of football."
Shoving Stiles away from me I glared at him looking around the county jail to see Derek and Isaac gone. The sound of jingling keys made my wondering eyes stop to look at Sheriff S. Stiles looked up at his dad and pointed at the hunter who was lying dead on the floor.
"He did it."
What do you think? I didn't really let Vanity's feelings for Stiles run wild in this chapter, she said she was trying to ignore her feelings for him so that's kind of what I did. Who do you think the other mystery boy is? A new character maybe? Stay tuned ;) Make sure you go on my profile to see pictures of Vanity and the mystery boy :)